My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 895 The Same Temperament

'So it is.'

Sydney heaved a sigh of relief.

She had thought this man could read her mind.

A strand of hair had fallen from the running. She tucked it behind her ear, looked at Dallin, and slowly said, "Mr. Sullivan, you're indeed different from what I thought. I didn't expect you to be so easy-going. Please pardon my surprise."

It was just a social formula.

This man's appearance was deceptive. She was aware of his true color.

Easy-going?

It was just his disguise.

Just because of his deceptive appearance, she was less nervous facing him.

As if he didn't know it was just a social formula, Dallin waved his hand and smiled, "It's alright, Ms. Raines. Please pardon my assistant for his arrogance. I'm sorry for his rude behavior."

With that, he planned to bow to her.

Sydney hurriedly stopped him. "Mr. Sullivan, it's fine."

She knew that he was just putting on a show. A long-time higher-up like him didn't really mean to apologize and bow to her.

If she didn't stop him, the man would definitely hold a grudge against her even though he was smiling.

He could make blank apologies. If she really let him bow to her, he would blame and hate her.

Sure enough, Sydney's response delighted him so much that the smile on his face deepened.

He straightened up and grinned, "Ms. Raines, that's so nice of you."

Sydney forced a smile. "I'm flattered."

She simply didn't want to cause trouble.

Or else, he could only dream about her nice attitude.

Although there was no grudge between them, she hated him because he betrayed Julien's mother.

She naturally sided with the poor woman and resisted this scumbag.

"Ms. Raines, you're being modest. I mean it." Dallin's smile remained gentle.

His soft look made her frown.

She somehow found his look familiar.

Although she had seen a lot of gentle people before, people were different, and so was the gentleness they displayed.

But the gentleness displayed by Dallin at their first meeting resembled that displayed by another person she had seen. That was why she had a familiar feeling.

'Who is it?'

Sydney bit her lips and began to search in her memories.

Soon, a childish boy in a white shirt resurfaced in her mind.

Her mouth was agape.

It was Julien.

The person she remembered was Julien.

Sydney quickly looked at the man and compared him with the gentle boy in her memories.

In the end, she found that Julien used to have the same temperament as Dallin.

They couldn't have the same temperament unless one of them had been trained to mimic the other person.

It couldn't be Dallin mimicking Julien since he was more than 20 years older than Julien.

The answer was self-evident. Julien had been trained to mimic Dallin.

People were easier to train when they were younger, and the ones who trained Julien should be his parents and grandmother.

There was no way his grandmother and father would train him to be someone else, not to mention that it was Dallin.

To his grandmother, Dallin was a bad person who led her daughter-in-law astray. To his father, Dallin was a hurdle in their marriage. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

They loathed Dallin. They couldn't possibly train Dallin to be like him.

Only one person would do that.

Julien's mother!

She loved Dallin but could not meet him. To relieve her longing, she turned her son into someone like Dallin.

If she was correct, Julien...

Sydney gasped in shock and had a bitter feeling.

She felt sorry for Julien.

Even if Julien's mother had fulfilled her duty as a mother and loved him lavishly, it would not change the fact that she used Julien as a tool.

She gave birth to Julien, not because she loved him. She took it for a task and a chip for her to leave the Flint family. To relieve her longing, she trained Julien to be like Dallin. For this man, she committed suicide when Julien was only ten years old. The pain was so great that Julien couldn't overcome it to this day.

Julien's mother was so selfish. Her love for Julien was only based on the fact that he could help her attain her goals.

Motherly love should be the most beautiful thing in this world, but her love was not so pure.

In contrast, Velma's love for Julien was much purer.

Julien...

Sydney felt a tingling sensation in her nose and eyes. It was depressing.

Many people admired Julien for being born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

None of them knew about his miserable childhood.

The tragedy was caused by this man.

He was the ringleader.

When Sydney looked at Dallin again, she could no longer hide the displeasure in her eyes.

Dallin sensed it and narrowed his eyes. A flicker of coldness flashed by but soon disappeared. His smile remained gracious. "Ms. Raines, is there anything on my face? Why do you look at me like this?"

Sydney dropped her eyes to conceal her emotions. "Nothing. Mr. Sullivan, you suddenly came to Port City for Greta's sake, right?"

She got down to business.

Surprised by her straightforwardness, Dallin rubbed his ring and smiled, "Indeed, it's not the only reason. I'm also here to meet an old friend."

His eyes were tinted with warmth and nostalgia when he mentioned the old friend.

Sydney caught it and figured out who he was talking about.

Julien's mother.

After Julien's mother passed away, she was not buried in the tomb of the Harrow family.

The Harrow family was quite different from the past.

She was not buried in the tomb of the Flint family either. It was not that the Flints disagreed. Probably, she was reluctant to be buried there.

Before she died, she wanted to leave the Flint family so badly.

She would not find peace there.

In the end, the Flints buried her in a common mausoleum. As for which one it was, she had no idea. Julien hadn't told her about it.